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  Chapter 177 is on fire! (A monthly ticket is requested at the third watch)

  A large wild boar weighing more than 200 catties probably produces more than 140 catties of pork.

  In addition to eating more than 40 catties on the mountain, I left more than 10 catties for the dumb grandfather, and the rest were brought back to the village, and each family shared more than 2 catties.

   A big wild boar, the whole village followed suit.

  Er Mangzi's famous saying "Plant trees and eat meat" is even more remembered by the children and transformed into their motivation for planting trees.

  The felled wood sections were also carried down the mountain by everyone, and then pulled by horse-drawn carts, transported back to the village, and piled up in the large yard in front of the production team.

  Rows of shelves have been set up here, the kind with a horizontal bar in the middle.

  The pieces of wood brought back began to be put on the shelves, crossed into a cross, and erected obliquely on both sides of the crossbar.

  This is good for ventilation and can make the most effective use of space. In the future, even if the fungus segments enter the greenhouse, this structure will basically be adopted.

  The framed wooden section can be used after drying for about half a month.

  In the next few days, the idle people in the village joined in this work, going back and forth between the village and the mountain every day, and the pieces of wood one and a half meters long were transported back continuously.

  Of course, the felling of a species of three was planned long ago. This month is the golden season for tree planting, so besides cutting trees, it is planting trees, and there is no idle moment.

   It was not until the 4th day that we stopped work for one day, because this day is the traditional Ching Ming Festival, and everyone has to go to the grave to sweep the grave and remember their ancestors.

  The elementary school managed by Yang Hongying also takes a day off in due course, anyway, she alone has the final say on the school.

  In the morning, Liu Qingshan came back from the mountains, followed by his cheerful dumb grandfather.

  After the old man entered the door, he first went to look at the little fire lying in the car, and he was still babbling, teasing the little baby inside.

   It can be seen that the dumb grandpa likes children very much.

  An idea suddenly came to Liu Qingshan's mind: Master is not yet sixty years old, and his body is so strong, if he finds a wife, maybe he can really give birth to a younger brother.

   No, Master is fine, but it’s hard to find a wife. If a woman is over forty-five years old and wants to have another child, it will be more dangerous.

  Could it be possible to help Master find a young one?

  I can only think about this thought in my heart. If I say it out, even my master will have to beat him up, so let's wait and see what happens in the future.

   On Ching Ming Festival, according to local customs, dumplings are made, and dumplings stuffed with sauerkraut are also made.

   There is also a special point here. Tomb-sweeping Day is to miss the deceased relatives, of course it is sad.

   Lin Zhi also kept the wild pork that was distributed two days ago, so she is going to make dumplings today.

  The sauerkraut tank has been cleaned long ago. As the weather gets warmer, if the sauerkraut water in the sauerkraut tank is not washed out, it will stink.

  Put the pickled cabbage out of the pot in a large pottery basin, and put it in a cool place in the house. Add water to it, and you can eat it as it is.

  When the dumplings came out of the pot, Lin Zhi finally scooped up a fence and put them behind the pot, as a tribute to the ancestors.

   Sure enough, when everyone was eating dumplings, there were a few light cracks from the glass window, and then Lin Zhi ran out happily, and gave the dumplings that were cooling on the pot to the fire fox to eat.

   You already know how to knock on windows, right?

  Liu Qingshan was also speechless, a line of lyrics popped up in his mind: Who is knocking on my window, who is shaking the strings...

  After breakfast and tidying up, Lin Zhi made a fuss about going to visit the grave.

  But he was stopped by Liu Qingshan: "Mother, I can just take the fourth and fifth children, and you can help the eldest sister look after the chicken coop at home."

   It's not that he arranges work for his mother, the main reason is that he knows that if he goes to the cemetery, his mother will definitely be sad.

  Liu Jinfeng also understood in seconds, and quickly took over the conversation: "Yes, mother, I am taking care of Xiaohuo, Xiaoji, and the eggs on the kang by myself. I am too busy."

  Lin Zhi was stunned for a moment, but even nodded in agreement.

  So Liu Qingshan went out with the two little ones. They didn't plan to burn paper at the cemetery, but just brought joss sticks and offerings.

  At this time, the withered grass on the meadow is completely dry, and the spring breeze is strong. If it causes a wildfire, it will be troublesome.

  Unexpectedly, the dumb grandpa also gestured a few times and wanted to go with him.

  Liu Qingshan realized that the dumb grandfather was also from Jiapigou, and his relatives were buried in the old tomb, so he also helped Master and prepared another offering.

  The fourth and fifth children were still carrying small baskets with knives in them. They discussed and dug some wild vegetables when they came back. They were really two capable little guys.

  Out of the village, I saw many villagers coming and going on the road. Those who went early have already returned.

   "Uncle Ganzi, Aunt Cuihua, good morning."

  Liu Qingshan greeted the three people who came back, while the fourth and fifth held hands with Zhang Xiaoman.

   It can be seen that Zhang Ganzi has undergone obvious changes. He used to be an old errand runner, sloppy.

   Now that he has a wife, he looks much neater in his clothes and hats, but the lazy smile on his face remains the same.

   "Didn't I lead the two of them to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors?"

   After finishing speaking, he pointed to Zhang Xiaoman: "Although it is not my own, but since you have entered my family, you should treat it like your own daughter."

   "Don't talk anymore, I have to hurry up and go back to the pig farm to feed the pigs."

  Looking at Zhang Ganzi's family of three rushing to the village, Liu Qingshan also smiled: These days are quite interesting.

   Several people continued to walk forward, the fourth and fifth children were bouncing around, their mouths still not idle, humming songs for a while, and reciting poems for a while.

  The fourth child shakes the antenna braids on his head, his voice is clear and melodious, reciting poems is like singing, and it sounds good:

   "Lili is on the grass, one year old and one withered. Wildfire... Wow, bro, the front is on fire!"

  Liu Qingshan also noticed it. Just in the direction of the cemetery, thick smoke was billowing, and a line of fire was rapidly extending far away along the wind.

  Mute Grandpa, he rushed forward a long time ago.

   "Fourth and fifth, go back to the village and call for someone, don't go to the fire!"

  Liu Qingshan ordered, put the things in his hand on the side of the road, and then chased after Master.

  He was not prepared because he was worried that burning paper would cause a wildfire.

   I can't think of anything to be afraid of, or someone accidentally started a fire.

  This month is dry and dry. Once a fire catches fire, it is most likely to burn the company. If it burns all the way to the mountain, it will be broken.

  Other trees are better. If the larch on the mountain is set on fire, there is really no way to save it.

   No, haven’t you sung about a fire in winter yet?

  Liu Qingshan was thinking wildly in his head, but he was running all the way. Even so, he was pulled further and further away by the master in front of him.

  Running, there were a few broken small trees on the road ahead, Liu Qingshan picked one up, he guessed, these should be made by the master.

  The trunk is as thick as an egg, and it fits well in the hand. The tree looks like a big broom, and it should be very useful for fire fighting.

  Liu Qingshan put the little tree on his shoulder and continued to charge forward.

  Soon a few more people were caught up, all of them were going to visit the grave or came back, and this time they were all carrying similar small trees, and some were carrying shovels, rushing towards the fire scene.

   The shovel should have been brought to fill the grave, but it was used for firefighting first.

  People who live on the edge of the forest know the importance of fire prevention in the forest. In such a situation, no one will be a deserter.

   Waiting for Liu Qingshan to catch up with the line of fire, he saw that the dumb master had already swung the small tree and slapped it on the ground. The flames that had sprung up were immediately extinguished temporarily.

  However, there are still curling green smokes, which can be revived at any time.

  Liu Qingshan also imitated the example, and the small tree in his hand began to beat on the line of fire.

  The ground is covered with a layer of dead grass, which will ignite immediately, and when the wind blows, the line of fire moves very fast, similar to the speed of a person running fast.

  The only fortunate thing is that this side is all deserted, there are no trees for the time being, and there are few combustibles, so the fire is not too big.

  Liu Qingshan flicked the flames with all his strength, while still not forgetting to look around. Seeing that the people behind were also catching up, he yelled:

   "Leave the south and west alone, keep the north and east!"

  As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately realized that the two directions to the southwest were the dark land a few hundred meters away.

  The two directions to the northeast are close to the mountains and forests, so they should really be guarded.

  The line of fire has spread for more than 200 meters, and six or seven people are obviously not enough. The most annoying thing is that some places that were just extinguished, the flames were rekindled soon, and the fire continued to spread.

   "Take a shovel, go ahead and dig the isolation zone in front of the reed pond. No matter what, the fire cannot be allowed to pass through the reed pond!"

  Liu Qingshan yelled again, a few hundred meters to the north was a reed marsh stretching for one or two miles.

   After crossing the reed marshes, you will reach the foot of the mountain, where the vegetation is lush and there are more combustibles. Once ignited, the fire will spread to the mountain, and the consequences will be disastrous.

   It was Zhang Laojier and his two sons who were holding the shovel. Hearing this, they immediately carried the shovel and rushed towards the reeds in the north.

   There are still too few people. If the whole village is mobilized and a isolation zone is opened, the fire can be controlled.

   Looking back towards the direction of the village, from a distance, it seems that a crowd is coming.

  Liu Qingshan calmed down a little, and continued to wave his arms violently. Now his arms have long been numb, and his movements have become mechanical.

  While walking, I suddenly felt that my feet were hot, and I looked down, my good guy, the cloth shoes on my feet were smoking.

   Chopped his feet hard a few times, and ignored the burnt holes in his shoes, Liu Qingshan continued to run after the line of fire.

  Suddenly, I saw a black shadow flashing in front of my eyes, lying on the ground, rolling forward.

  The rolling area of ​​the body is relatively large, and the speed is also fast. All the way, the flames are extinguished, and the effect is surprisingly good.

   "Uncle Pole!"

  Liu Qingshan saw it clearly, that person was going back and forth with a pole.

   And this guy seemed to be desperate, and he didn't care about getting himself burned, and started rolling on the ground directly.

   "Qing Shan, I'm running ahead, you're running behind!"

   Zhang Ganzi’s roar came over, and Liu Qingshan noticed that he was steaming, obviously he had planned it on the way here, and he didn’t know that he rolled in the ditch.

   "Uncle Ganzi, great job!"

  Liu Qingshan also praised sincerely, and then fought hard to put out the remaining fire. The two of them cooperated with each other at a surprisingly fast speed, and quickly extinguished a section of fire line more than 20 meters away.

  In the fireworks in front, another voice from the pole came out: "It's all my fault. I was in a hurry to go back. I rushed back before the paper ashes were completely extinguished. It's all my fault!"

  The voice of Zhang Ganzi, accompanied by the whistling wind, came out of the thick smoke and fire, full of self-blame and guilt. There is a high probability that he caused this wildfire.

   "Uncle Ganzi, don't talk about this first, just put out the fire."

  Liu Qingshan ran a few steps forward, and the branch in his hand slapped Zhang Ganzi, and Zhang Ganzi's coat began to burst into flames.

  (end of this chapter)